He felt sorry to leave her hanging by exploding so soon, but it
couldn’t be helped. With an exhilarative shout, he grabbed his girl
even closer, squeezing the delicate, hanging bumps as he erupted in her
now-sopping pussy. Ginny seemed to quickly realize that she was being
inseminated for the first time ever, and started softly sobbing as each
load splashed gleefully inside her uterus.
As the wizardring world distrusted any muggle-made prophylactics,
the youngest Weasley had always been careful to instruct her lovers to
pull out at the crucial moment, willingly tolerating a helping of
greasy sperm in her pubes if it meant not studying for O.W.Ls next year
with a child growing inside her belly. Now, Ginny could feel nature’s
fire burning within, and a last regret that she had not even been able
to get off herself.
Exhausted and distressed, the slender witch fell back down on the
floor, taking great, heaving breaths as Neville continued to pump her
sopping box with his cock acting as an excellent stopper to ensure not
a drop of cum escaped her snatch. In a last-ditch effort to make up for
the egregious assault he’d just committed, Longbottom turned her over
once he finished ejaculating, not wishing to befoul her seraphic
genitals by allowing them to rest on the dirty ground.
Ginny willingly opened her mouth to receive his tongue just as his
softening member once again found its home in her twat. Soon, their
oral cavities were a mess of mingled saliva as fluids and flesh were
swapped in each other’s mouth. Becoming more and more turned on with
each passing second, the budding female threw her final worries to the
wind, allowing a gentle hand to make way down to her starving vee.
Even as Neville continued to thrust his flaccid prick into Ginny’s
gooey opening, the horny sorceress started frigging her clit right in
front of him, desperately seeking the orgasm which had just eluded her.
In her agitated state, coupled with the finesse of a practiced touch
and Neville’s vain attempts at more sex, the nerve endings in her
exposed privates lit up instantly. Engulfed in climactic halo, she
amorously grabbed his head and pressed it to her bosom, tears of
happiness streaming down both cheeks from the satisfaction.
***
“Aaaah, this is nice, Draco!” Luna soughed delightedly as the
Slytherin male continued to assail her with rough intercourse. The
sound of their privates slapping together was blatantly clear to all
present, even the two groggy teens who had just gotten their own rocks
off. Malfoy was more than a little bit concerned with Miss Lovegood’s
apparent stamina. He had been poking her dainty for close to ten
minutes, and she showed no sign of being close to the knee-buckler he
had expected from such a passion-deprived magician.
She was still graciously receiving every inch of his penis, even
though he would have forced it up her inviting hole were she kicking
and screaming in protest. Unable to see the conjoining of their organs,
Draco knew that her pink lips must have already turned a good shade of
crimson from the relentless pummeling he was inflicting. The thought of
marking his conquest so thoroughly, both inside and out, was enough to
give him a further boost of strength if only to dominate this foolish
Ravenclaw girl. He was determined to make her come first.
Contrary to everything he had so far strove for in this little
escapade — degrading the little upstarts who thought to even try and
resist Lord Voldemort’s increasing influence, Draco began to stimulate
Luna in every conceivable way possible. His hands, formerly devoted to
pinning the lithe female to the wall and keep her accepting his dick,
now moved down. One started tracing figure-eights across her chest, the
other feeling up the side of her slim rear end.
Luna took kindly to the additional attention straight away,
grinning broadly as all of her sacred areas were deliciously probed and
caressed. She responded instantly, blushing and breaking out in a coat
of perspiration to better facilitate their sliding forms. Draco almost
found himself moving in to kiss her, but stopped before she realized
it, and instead placed his mouth close by her ear.
“You’re fucking terrific…” he snarled in a fragile whisper. “I’m
going to bang you whenever I want now… won’t stand to share a piece
of arse like this with the rest of the commoners!”
“Ooh, a boyfriend!” she replied excitedly, resting her head on his
neck in a touching display of affection. “I knew listening to daddy
would mean good things…”
***
While Luna and Draco held out, Hermione was still being shafted,
both literally and figuratively. She was in the air now, supported only
by the two throbbing pistons of flesh that were alternately engorging
each of her unused orifices. “Uhhhnnn…” she moaned woozily, Goyle
pumping her quim so fast that both her thighs and pubic mound were
thoroughly drenched with love juices. “It’s so… *much*!”
Each of her captors took particular pride in the remark, knowing
they were well-hung enough to cause females from the other Hogwarts
houses to scamper away with a protective hand over their vaginas. Not
only that, but they were currently responsible for catapulting Harry
Potter’s squeeze into the adult sexual world. Thus invigorated, the two
began to pump their frail prize even harder.
A long, drawn-out sigh of approval signified that Miss Granger was
finally seeing another side to the intimate act. As Crabbe repeatedly
slammed his crotch into her butt, Goyle had to adjust stroke to
compensate for the additional force, finally directing his slick pole
to rub against Hermione’s previously forgotten clitoris.
“No… not there…!” she thought hurriedly, abashed at feeling
excited from what began as an assault. “If he does that, I’ll…”
She never got the chance to wonder what would have happened had he
brought her to orgasm, for no sooner did the notion cross her mind than
Goyle grunted hard, spraying her innards with his seed. Caught totally
off-guard, the spurts of warmth barely registered in her consciousness
until the climax was over, the selfish Syltherin sliding out with a
felicitous smirk.
Hermione had a good mind to tell him off for so rudely refusing her
even the courtesy of pulling out, but Crabbe had other ideas. Before
she could even speak, or think of covering up the sticky mess seeping
from her womb, he turned her to the wall and pushed forward with all
his might, pinning her there while his own dick pulsed and spasmed
mightily.
With barely enough time to put her hands up and brace herself, the
defiled student could only squirm as more hot cream entered her body,
this time well inside her rear. She tried tightening her worn muscles
against the white flow, but it was to no avail. The spunk continued to
pour into her backside, Crabbe gleefully pounding her ass as he came.
Exiting her depths without fanfare, the Slytherin male simply
panted in exasperation, covering up and joining his comrade a few feet
away. Hermione staggered, acutely aware everyone could see the cum
leaking from both holes. Too frazzled to actually do anything about it,
though, she slunk to the floor, sweaty and panting.
She immediately noticed Ron staring at her exposed privates, and
gave a flattered smile at the realization that he really enjoyed
looking at her body. Emboldened by what had just happened to her, and
fondly recalling the fleeting moment when she thought he might bring
her to a carnal explosion, Hermione allowed her legs to fall open,
revealing the warm, inviting gash that she wanted him to have. She gave
a gentle giggle as she did, giddy from the multitudinous sexual sights
and sounds surrounding her.
Having so far been left out of the afternoon’s proceedings, Ron
started off directly towards his bushy-haired crush with a glaze of
lust in his eyes. It pained him a bit to have watched the despoiling,
but this would be his chance to make her right again with the tender,
loving pace of someone she cared for. He was determined to bring her
the gratification she so deserved.
Millicent Bulstrode would have none of that, however. She had been
waiting for just this moment, and fancied nothing greater than bursting
in on the scene just as the two lovers began contemplating taking
matters into their own hands. As Weasley made the first step, she
pulled on the hood of his robes and stopped him dead in his tracks.
Surprised, Ron turned about, only to notice the bulky woman wasn’t
staring at him, but Hermione!
She seemed pleased patient to wait until the Gryffindor female
finally looked up at her, then let a smile of exquisite cruelty escape
from her lips. Granger looked up quizzically, and cold horror swept
over her face at what Ron’s captor wanted. Bulstrode calmly pointed her
wand once at Hermione, then again at her own crotch, licking her lips
in an acute display of lust.
***
Aghast, Hermione watched as the large Slytherin directed her prey
to undress her so that she, too, could enjoy the same liberties her
comrades were taking. Both females had their gazes fixed on poor Ron
when a sudden rasp of passion flowed from Luna’s lips.
The blonde teenager threw her head back, eyes closed to near-slits
as orgasm rippled through every inch of her loins. Foolishly amorous
towards the boy who very well would have raped her had she not been so
willing, Luna hugged her lover even harder, shuddering as each of his
thrusts made her vaginal tunnel quiver with rapture. Those that were
looking (even Crabbe and Goyle managed to glance over exhaustedly)
couldn’t help noticing the Ravenclaw girl’s sudden explosion,
especially the profuse leaking from her reddened slit.
Draco let loose a victorious grunt and then began fucking Miss
Lovegood with all his energy, slamming the petite girl so hard her wet
buttocks made slapping sounds against the chambers’ stone walls.
Although he was trying not to get too emotional and let his guard down,
the titillating brushing of Luna’s pert nipples against his chest was
becoming increasingly more difficult to ignore. Throwing caution to the
wind, he pulled her close to his body as the first spurts of semen
rippled up his cock.
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